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It was a long lonely drive back to our house without Jan by myside. As the miles whooshed by I realized that I was miserable sometimes however at others I was delighted and nearly giddy understanding that she was back with Steve and he was most likely screwing her and dragging her much deeper and much deeper into the hotwife way of life. I felt at the time that she would be enjoying herself and I didn't know what was actually going on till much later on after she returned from St. Louis.
I had to keep our buddies and household at bay and not reveal that Jan was still in St. Louis without me. We had actually limited interaction at the time just a short text every day and just one short however lacking in information phone call about her extended vacation.
This was practically an entirely various lady than the one I had actually left in St. Louis simply a week back. She was taller than my 5'10' as she was using high-heeled shoes with at least a 5 inch heel. She had on a summer gown that looked like it needs to be worn as a slip as it was almost large and shimmery; it fell halfway between her knees and her hips. It was lacy at the top, cut quite low and you might easily make out the curve of her breasts through it. As I held her I could not feel her bra strap or panties as my hands slipped from her back and over her ass. I provided her a leering look.
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